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Breakfast

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Breakfast

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Something Beautiful

Breakfast

标题:Breakfast

制谱人:Kyle Marshall

节拍:Moderate ♩ = 101

和弦:D A F#m E

音轨:

Guitar 1 - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
Bass - 拨片拨电贝司 Electric Bass(pick)
Percussion - 敲击乐器

注释:Hold the milk, put back the sugarthey are powerless to consoleWe're gathered here to sprinkle ashesfrom our late friend's cereal bowlBreakfast Clubbers, say the mottoThat he taught us to repeat:揧ou will lose it in your gym classif you wait 'till' noon to eat"Back when the Chess Club, said our eggs were softEvery Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloftOh, no of us knew his check out time would come so soonBut before his brain stopped wavinghe composed this tuneWhen the toast is burnedAnd all the milk has turnedCaptain crunch is waving farewellWhen the big one finds you let this song remind youthat they don't serve breakfast in hellBreakfast clubbers drop the hankiesthough to some our friend was odd,that day he brought those pine pajamasHis check was good with godThose here without the lordhow do you copeFor this morning we don't mournLike those who have no hopeOh rise up, Fruit Loop loverssing sweet and lowwith spoons held high we bid our brother"Che-----er--------io"

标记:IntroVerse 1ChorusVerse 2ChorusBass SoloBridge (whistling)ChorusChorus ContinuedOutro

歌曲: Breakfast

艺人:Newsboys

专辑:Shine the Hits

歌词:

Hold the milk, put back the sugar 

They are powerless to console 

We've gathered here to sprinkle ashes 

From our late friend's cereal bowl. 

Breakfast Clubbers, say the motto 

That he taught us to repeat: 

"You will lose it in your gym class 

If you wait `til noon to eat." 



Back when the Chess Club said our eggs were soft 

Every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft 

Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon 

But before his brain stopped waving, he composed this tune: 



Chorus 

When the toast is burned

And all the milk has turned

And Captain Crunch is waving farewell

When the big one finds you

May this song remind you

That they don't serve breakfast in hell



Breakfast clubbers, drop the hankies. 

Though to some our friend was odd, 

That day he bought those pine pajamas 

His check was good with God. 



Those here without the Lord, 

How do you cope? 

For this morning we don't mourn 

Like those who have no hope 



Oh, rise up, Fruit Loop lovers - 

Sing out sweet & low 

With spoons held high 

We bid our brother, "Cheerio!" 



- Chorus -





Lyrics: Steve Taylor / Music: Peter Furler 

© 1996 Dawn Treader Music (SESAC) / Warner Alliance Music / Soylent Tunes (ASCAP), Dawn Treader Music admin. by EMI Christian Music Publishing. Warner Alliance Music / Soylent Tunes admin. by I.C.G.